~Date: ~January 26~

，nbsp; Chapter 371: The Gap

With my back to my back and the ball in both hands, I used my huge ass to face Ben behind me. Wallace slammed into force, then quickly turned around and put his left arm around Ben. Wallace, pulling sideways, quickly dribbled towards the basket.

Root. Wallace kept squeezing me with his strong body, but in the fast movement, he had no choice but to stretch out his arms and keep reaching for the basketball in my hand through my body.

Maybe when I first entered the NBA, my dribbling was not good, my center of gravity was high, and it was easy to be broken, but now I have been doing high-intensity basic practice in private for almost two years, and my dribbling ability has greatly improved, although there is still a long way to go from those defenders' dribbles, but now I am not a person who can lose the ball casually.

Root. Wallace's distraction turned into a complete futile effort, and I approached the basket as fast as I could, without any pause, catching the basketball bouncing off the floor with both hands, jumping up and holding the basketball with both hands and slamming it towards the rebound.

Root. Wallace jumped up my side, and in the air he stretched out his left hand and slammed it towards the basketball in my hand, his body squeezing me in the air.

I could feel his hand reach for the basketball in my hand, and the basketball met Ben as he rushed to the basket. Wallace's block, I increased my strength again, and poured hard into the basket. But on the other side of Ben. Wallace also increased the power in his hands.

"Boom!"

In the present. Wallace interfered, and my dunk hit the basket and bounced straight out.

Kwame jumped up and wanted to dunk, Ben. Wallace has been sealed, and the two of them are competing for strength, Kwame. Brown dunked off, Ben. Wallace defended Kwame in this defense. Brown, 2o1 cm Ben. Wallace defended the 213-centimeter Kwame. Brown, Ben. Wallace used this defense to sue Sù Kwame. Brown, he's only going to be a superstar on defense......" the DJ screamed loudly......

I was capped though the basketball wasn't taken by Ben. Wallace fanned out, but he managed to block my dunk. There was no time to feel anything, no sadness, no disappointment, I turned and ran towards the point where the basketball landed, and the moment the basketball flew off the sideline, I grabbed the basketball again.

Turn around, ready to jump lightly and make a three-pointer outside the three-point line, but Ben. Mr. Wallace was already clinging to him.

The Pistons' defenders have arrived, and while their organized defense is still messy, I believe that in the next second, their defense will become impregnable.

There's no time to waste, and if it's wasted, it will only make the Wizards' offense more difficult, and I raised the basketball with both hands. Wallace made a feint in front of him to jump up lightly and pull up the jumper, trying to shake the 2o1 cm Ben. Wallace.

Root. Wallace moved, he jumped, he couldn't help jumping, if he didn't jump, then his height of 2o1 cm couldn't have affected my shooting at all, he had to jump, otherwise my feints would have turned into real shots.

Root. Wallace was in the air, and I fell down, and the cat's waist was from Ben. Wallace stepped into the side. Facing the Pistons' still messy defense, as soon as I stepped into the paint with my left foot, I jumped hard and faced Clifford. Robinson's defense, I held the ball in one hand, a full 2 meters away from the basket, and poured the basketball into the basket.

Clifford. Robinson used to be an All-Star, but now he's 36 years old, and he can't jump anymore, and he can only watch as I stretch my arm out of his head and dunk the basketball hard to the basket, which is a humiliating dunk.

I smiled, I smiled brightly, and I will be unstoppable with this dunk.

I was very stretched in the air, just as the basketball was about to dunk into the basket, I suddenly felt a strong force coming from behind me, pulling me to the floor, the basketball that was about to be dunked into the basket suddenly buckled on the basket, the basketball bounced high up, and at the same time my body suddenly pounced on Clifford. Robinson's body will be Clifford. Robinson threw himself to the ground, and I was right on top of him.

I turned my head to look back, Ben. Wallace was standing there with a calm face, raising his right hand and signaling his foul to the referee.

Carlos. Boozer, Larry. Hughes, Chauncey. Billups, Richard. Hamilton rushed over and took Ben. Wallace gathered in the middle and yelled at him, what he did just now was really too dangerous, and if he wasn't careful, he might get hurt.

Root. Wallace stood there quietly, not saying anything, pointing silently at everyone's gaze, the Pistons' Jerry. Stackhouse, Chucky. Atkins, Cliff. Williams got in and separated Ben. Wallace and the Wizards confronted each other, but everyone's mouths were all shouting, if it wasn't for the referee's presence, I believe this time would definitely cause a group fight.

Foul! But not a technical foul. Mr. Referee gave Ben. Wallace had a chance, just to give him the ball.

"Is this your trick? What *** rubbish! I got up and walked over to Ben. Wallace said, trying to suppress his anger.

"It can't compare to your nobility! But as long as you can prevent your score! "Ben. Wallace snorted coldly and retorted coldly.

"I'll blow you up!" Anger stirred in my heart, and I gave birth to Ben at this moment. Wallace was struggling with the thought.

"Come on, then! Lao Tzu is waiting for you! "Ben. Wallace replied viciously, and walked to the left side of the paint area to grab the rebound.

I don't care about it anymore. Wallace, standing on the line, received the basketball from the referee from the baseline, took aim, patted it seriously, adjusted it slightly, raised the basketball and threw it.

The basketball touched the inside of the basket, bounced up gently, and the sound of continuous collision with the basket finally penetrated the net under the constraints of the basket.

The first penalty went in.

The referee passed the basketball again, I took a deep breath, bent down, raised the basketball in my hand, and threw the basketball in my hand seriously, this time the basketball came directly to a hollow.

Watching the basketball go into the net, I turned my head towards Ben, who was about to grab the rebound. Wallace said: "Your foul can't stop me from scoring, and that's proof!" ”

"Humph!" Root. Wallace snorted coldly and didn't say a word.

I ran backwards back to the backfield, carefully organizing the defensive line, and putting Ben . Wallace stood aside, his eyes constantly glancing at Chaki who was holding the ball. Atkins, trying to judge Chuckie. Atkins' passing route.

Cliff. Williams ran out to give Chakey. Atkins does the pick-and-roll, Chacky. Atkins Son's Interpolation, Richard. Hamilton's quick defense, Chacky who went deep into the Wizards' interior line. Atkins hit the ground and passed the basketball to Jerry, who caused the misplaced defense. Stark House.

Chauncey facing a misplaced defense. Billups, Jerry. Without hesitation, Stackhouse raised the basketball in his hand and threw it one step inside the three-point line.

Chauncey. Billups defends well, Jerry. Stackhouse obviously shot a little shorter, and I quickly turned around and slammed my back against Ben behind me. Wallace, holding him out, used his physical advantage to jump high and grab the rebound with both hands, yelled, and turned in the air, ready to throw the basketball in his hand to the court and play a fast break.

Larry. Hughes, Chauncey. Billups, Richard. Hamilton's three men are running, they leave all the Pistons behind, and as long as I pass the basketball at this time, the probability of this fast break failure is almost o.

But with a sudden light in my hand, the basketball suddenly flew out of my hand, and I was taken aback by a guy wearing a No. 9 piston jersey with a mysterious smile on my left side.

I was cut off the ball, and I didn't protect the basketball when I grabbed the rebound just now. Atkins came to the bottom of the sea and slapped the ball out again.

I hurried to grab the fiery red elf, but Ben. Wallace was half a body ahead of me and caught the basketball.

The Wizards' perimeter has gone to play the fast break, and I'm a little away from the basket when I'm scrambling for rebounds. Wallace slid sideways and went straight to the basket.

Root. Wallace jumped up and screamed loudly, "I'll dunk too!" The voice was hoarse and poignant, and there was too much anger and unwillingness in the voice.

I didn't seem to think anything, and at that moment my mind seemed to pause, just instinctively moving sideways and jumping high behind Ben Wallace. Behind Wallace stretched out my left arm, towards Ben. Wallace's basketball with both hands held high was fanned hard, it doesn't matter if the foul is fouled or not, the important thing is that if my offense is ignored by Ben. Wallace defended down, while Ben. Wallace dunked under my defense, and it would be a great humiliation for me.

Hand no doubt and Ben. Wallace's hand holding the ball made intimate contact, producing a crunch that made everyone in the arena listen softly.

I fouled, but Ben. Wallace's dunk was slapped down hard by me.

"You *** have the ability not to foul!" Root. Wallace turned his head and shouted at me, his voice full of anger, yes, I was sure enough that his voice was full of anger.

"As long as *** you can foul, I *** can't foul!" I took a step forward and lowered my head, and pressed my head against Ben. Wallace's forehead retorted loudly.

"You shit ......" Ben. Wallace pressed his forehead hard against me, and his mouth began to curse uncleanly.

The anger was spreading rapidly, and before the anger could blind my brain, the referee duly separated the two of us and gave each of us a warning.

Root. Wallace angrily stood on the line, received the basketball from the referee from the baseline, did not adjust, and pushed the basketball to the basket angrily, but his bad hand made the basket refuse his request.

Second goal, Ben. Wallace was much more serious, he received the basketball from the referee, and aimed the ball with both hands for a full 3 seconds before reluctantly pushing the basketball out, but the basket still refused his shot.

"Although I still support Ben. Wallace, but I have to admit that Ben. Wallace and Kwame. There is a huge gap between Brown. Under the basket you are against Kwamei. Brown's foul was useless, he was able to get the basket into the basket with precision, and Ben. Wallace couldn't, and his poor hand limited his progress to becoming a first-class center...... "Kenny. Smith kept shaking his head on the sidelines and said regretfully.

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